“That’s a lot of butt sweat” was the first thing my husband said when I got home from the gym yesterday. It must be because we are still in the newlywed stage… all romantic and shy. It’s sweet, really. And then to be even more awesome I ruined his birthday surprise. I have been planning it for over a year… a trip to Chicago to watch the Bears play this fall. But the football season may be cancelled, thanks to the strike so my back up plan was LASIK. Then I had a bunch of people tell me they’d prefer LASIK and that is a lot of money to spend on something before knowing which he’d prefer, so I had to ask him. Turns out I know my husband better than all those suckers… football baby!! Looks like we are going to Chicago this year. I have this goal to run in every state, so I was pretty pumped and then last night Josh told me I’m not allowed to run there because it has high crime rates. I wonder if my pistol will fit in my SPI belt… Speaking of birthdays mine is in a few weeks and my lover is getting me something I’ve been DYING to get…
I looooove this thing! It is so cool! And Amazon has them for about half of what everybody else sells them for. I love love love Amazon. I’m pretty sure I pay somebody’s salary at that place. We are all about the surprises in this marriage. Another surprise was when he told me that he is choosing to work overtime Friday and Saturday for the next two weekends. Translation: I will not be coming to your marathon because I am going to work, I know it’s your first and it means a lot to you, but you’re a big girl and you’ll get over it.
I got sick of feeling sorry for myself so I got my butt up and hit the gym. Bike for 45 minutes, 14.14 miles. Pain free, it was easy so my endurance isn’t doing too bad, and I am feeling a lot more positive!! And guess what… NO PAIN! I foam rolled and iced all night. Even today my knee feels awesome and my hip is just a little sore. I might try running in the morning! I’m not much of a crazy runner right now, but I will be soon!! I decided to go with Crazy Runner because I guess that is what everybody at the gym calls me… crazy runner girl. One day I noticed in the mirror some ladies pointing at me and talking. Later that day I found out I worked with one of them when she walked up to me and asked, “Are you that crazy runner girl??” Huh? She told me they all watch me run and think I’m crazy, so that’s what they all call me. Is my crazy really that obvious?? I thought I hid it pretty well.
I have been going a little majorly overboard on candy the last couple of weeks. I probably use it as a crutch to deal with not being able to run. And then I wonder why I am not losing weight because I am basically a genius. I decided this morning to skip sweets until my birthday in 24 days. I met my sister for lunch and ate the salad my husband packed. Yeah, my husband packs my lunch. I am four. I didn’t even get cheese munchers, which is saying a lot because I LOVE gas station food. I got back to work, and this is what I found sitting on top of my low calorie salad dressing.
I didn’t eat it. But it’s staring at me.
I hope my husband is lying to me about working next weekend to surprise me at the finish line. Not because it seems likely, but because on top of hiding the crazy inside me, I also like to hide the whiner who lives in here too.